Post-Industrial Love

Factories are dust machines
Churning out the end of dreams
Future mortgaged on the assembly line
Killing ourselves just to kill the time
like hey buddy pop a pill or snort a line
Inhale candy to feel something like fine
And dandy
finding love in whatever’s handy
or close to hand we don’t understand
gotta rise gotta stand gotta raise a hand
like stop in the name of love
before you break a heart or fall apart
reclaim the brain don’t go insane
be careful where you light the spark

breaking news we got thoughts on the loose
shedding chains to steal the golden goose
beanstalk thoughts rise through clouds of confusion
climbing so high to slay giants of illusion
elusively allusive I curse in cursive and steal purses
jack it and flip it, stack bills and tickets
to see these magic beans drip from my pen
thousand seeds for a thousand sins
pay these bills with a thousand grins
pearly whites excusing slights
flashing lights seen through the fog
pierce the smog invest the madness
inhabit this time and banish the sadness
lose the self on the edge of being
teeter tooter on the razor’s gleaming
ride your reflection up into the stars
set your course for foreign shores
dive into the mists in search of more
jump off the cliff with a spliff in hand
carefree freefall fall down downfall
swim through the air like underthere
so wet like insider her underwear
and girl relax let down your hair
just want to relieve all your cares
just between us these cats are squares
lets go get bent curved quantum entagled pair
just flee with me up the down stair
case in point you got me upside down
always turn my head around
eyes in the back of my head look funny
rear view vision's always twenty twenty
now i can see my missed chances
dissecting a thousand sideways glances